I’m on the verge of my book birthday and I haven’t yet taken a moment. Right now is not about sales. Right now is not about book reviews. Right now is about the story I’m about to send into the world.
What is a book birthday really? It’s a celebration of a dream being born, the release of a world dressed in a book jacket. It’s a time to reflect on the “gestation” of the book. The craft that began with the conception of an idea and ended with that baby on the book shelf. But, will my baby be loved and accepted?
That thought puts me in my students’s shoes. They are creating every day and being evaluated every day. It teaches me a lesson. One of empathy. The very nature of being a student is to be “reviewed” every second of the school day. Am I giving my kiddos enough time to enjoy being creators without the consequence or reward of grades?
Like any birthday, you hope your family and friends show up. You can’t wait to open the gifts. Today the fabuloso teachers at my school, Brambleton Middle, gave me that gorgeous cake you see. Tomorrow my family will be accompanying me to the Ivy Bookshop in Baltimore to be at my launch. And the gifts? I’ll be doing my first school visits and meeting incredible kids I will never forget.
Happy Book Birthday to me and every other author counting down the days until their babies are released into the world!